9 months
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"Ok N/N, Here comes the airplane" Dean said as he made an engine noise with his mouth as he put the spoon up to your mouth.
You opened your mouth to allowing him to feed you. You made a happy cooing noise as you tasted the mushy food some successfully being consumed but the rest dripping down your chin. Dean wiped the food off your chin. Then the motel door opened.
"Sorry i took so long..."" Sam said shuffling into the motel room "....the line at the food store was craz-Dean!" Sam yelled, "You can't feed her PIE FILLING!"
"She was hungry, Sam! this was the only thing that she could eat without choking. Besides she likes it." Dean argued. "isn't the right my little pie monster?" Dean turned to you and tickled your sides lightly which caused you to giggle. He fed you some more filling.
"Dude! stop, here feed her this instead." Sam placed a jar of baby food on the table. Dean picked it up and examined it.
"Squash, Apple and Carrot? she is not eating this crap" Dean slid the jar back.
"This," Sam motions for the jar "isn't crap. The pie filling that you are feeding her is."
"She doesn't even know the difference. its food. She likes food." Dean said.
Sam puffed out his chest and crossed his arms. "If she doesn't know the difference then why not feed her the actual baby food?" Sam tested.
Dean sighed and rolled his eyes. While you banged on the table for more food. You didn't care what it was you just wanted food. "Fine" Dean grabbed the jar and fed you the baby food. You made the same happy cooing sounds as you did when you at the pie filling signaling you liked both.
"See she likes it." Sam said. " Now don't get her too messy, i'll go run her bath." Sam walked into the bathroom and Dean sighed.
"Yn we need to be careful. Mama Moose wont let us have any fun." Dean said to you.
"I heard that!" Sam yelled from the bathroom.
4 years old
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You were happily swinging on the swings while Sam watched you from a bench close by. Dean went to check out bodies at the morgue. Sam was going to go with him but you were going stir crazy not leaving the motel room for a while.
Only being 4 you never understand why your brothers had to go out for short amount of periods during the day or have to go out at night. You don't like being alone and the boys hate leaving you alone but your a good listener and follow their two simple rules.
1) Don't leave the motel room.
2) Don't open the door for ANYBODY.
You don't know about the real world yet so you don't understand how important those rules are especially for a little girl and even worse, being the most powerful bargaining chip a monster could get their hands on. The Winchester's baby sister. The boys would do anything to keep you from harm.
"Sammy! look at how high i'm going!" you cheered. Sam looked up at you and smiled.
"wow! be careful thats really high short stack." Sam told you even though you were barely going high but it looked high to you. Sams phone buzzed and it lit up with a text from Dean. The text explained what monster Dean thinks it is and to get back to the motel room asap.
"Come on Yn, it's time to go." Sam called walking up to the swing sets.
"Do we have too?" you asked sweetly and giving your best puppy dog eyes.
"I'm sorry sweetheart but we do. Aren't you tired? You've been playing non stop for 2 hours." Sam asked picking you up and propping you on his hip. Suddenly you did fell very sleepy. You smiled at Sam with heavy eyes and buried your head in the crook of his neck. As Sam walked you back to the motel you fell into a light sleep.
7 years old
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The boys reluctantly had to take you to the graveyard for a simple salt n' burn. They would normally leave you at the motel but they already raised too many reg flags in this town and will have to immediate leave after they torch the body.
When Dean finally opened the casket there was a sudden chill. You felt it and the boys felt it. you were scared.
"Quick Yn, go to the car and lock the doors." Dean told you. you obeyed and started sprinting to the car. Before you should make it you slipped scraping your knee and twisting you ankle. you yelped in pain holding onto your left ankle.
Then the air got colder and a old women appeared in front of you. You whimpered tears streaming down you face. The lady almost grabbed you until she bursted into flames. That scared you even more and a sob escaped you lips. You felt a hand touch your shoulder causing you to flinch but you relaxed when you realize it was just Sam.
"Yn, are you ok?" Sam asked and you shook your head no. "What's wrong" He brushed some hair out of your face. you tried to tell him but instead of words a string trying of sobs escaped you lips. Dean finally caught up to you and Sam.
"What happened?" Dean asked concerned.
"I-I dont know." Sam replied. He finally took notice that you're holding your ankle. "Baby let me see." he told you gently and gingerly moved you hands away from your injury. he barley touched it when you winced in pain. "Uh, Dean I think she sprained her ankle and her knee is scraped."
"Oh crap" Dean said running is hand through his hair. "I'll drive and you patch her up when we get to the next town we can take her to the hospital then"
Sam nods and carefully picks you up trying his best not to touch you ankle. Once at the Impala Sam carefully slides in cradling your head. Dean hands him the first aid kit and gets to work. He takes out a wrap and sighs.
"Ok sweetheart this is going to hurt and i'm sorry but it'll make it better." He gently takes off your boot and starts securely wrapping your ankle. Every time you'd whimper in pain Sam would say "sorry" even though it isn't his fault. Every sound of pain broke your brothers hearts.
"ok you're almost done baby girl. You're doing good. so brave. Now i'm going to but this liquid on your scrape. it'll sting a little ok?" you barely nod your head and he dabs a cotton soaked antiseptic on your knee. You cry out in pain and bury your face in his chest. He finished off the bandage on your wound and holds your closer. "ok you're all done, it's over baby. Good job." Sam rocked you back and forth stroking your hair trying to get you to relax. it worked...eventually.
Dean blinked away tears threatened to leave his eyes at every one of your sobs, cries or whimpers of pain. He hates whenever one of his siblings are injured. Sure this time it wasn't a serious injury but it was still too close for comfort.
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so i really like doing these little snippet moments so i might do more like these. i will still do normal images.
bye y'all luv ya
